Omnipotent Data

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So……

The outcome of this competition fell entirely on Cheng Nuo and another student selected by instructor Song Qing.

The student Song Qing selected was a tall boy with black-rimmed glasses and sharp edges on his face.

Song Qing looked Cheng Nuo up and down, and said to the boy next to him, with the murderous intent of a soldier in his voice, "Zhao Yang, do you have the confidence to defeat him!"

"Have!"

"I can not hear!"

"Yes!!! Zhao Yang's neck was full of veins, and he roared at the top of his throat.

Ke Qiang looked down at Cheng Nuo.

Cheng Nuo smiled faintly and stepped forward. Ke Qiang said softly to behind him, "Instructor, just leave it to me. I, Cheng Nuo, have never let anyone down!"

"Whether it was before or... now!"

Zhao Yang adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and stood in front of Cheng Nuo with a smile in his green military training uniform.

"Zhao Yang, Department of Mathematics, School of Mathematics."

"Cheng Nuo, Department of Finance, School of Economics and Management."

"Student Cheng Nuo, I kindly remind you that I shot a gun before." A confident smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Yang's mouth.

Cheng Nuo shrugged, with a nonchalant expression on his face, "You're nothing, I've been on a plane before!"

Zhao Yang: "..."

Zhao Yang, who was choked by Cheng Nuo, snorted, turned his head and stopped talking to Cheng Nuo.

"Relax, don't be too nervous. Make sure you are safe first." Before shooting, Ke Qiang carefully told Cheng Nuo.

Cheng Nuo nodded to show that he knew, then picked up the rifle and stood in the shooting lane next to Zhao Yang.

Ke Qiang and Song Qing stood beside them with their arms folded to prevent them from making any operational mistakes during the shooting process.

Loading, resting on the shoulders, resting the chin, the two raised their guns almost at the same time.

Shoot the target... the bullseye of a target at a distance of 200 meters.

Boom—!

After aiming for two or three seconds, Zhao Yang was the first to press the trigger.

With a bang, the bullet was ejected, sparking sparks.

"Seven rings!" Ke Qiang quickly gave Zhao Yang's target ring number, and at the same time looked worriedly at Cheng Nuo.

Seven rings!

The ring count of Zhao Yang's shot is no less than that of the two instructors just now.

Logically speaking, when this group of students participating in military training is conducting live ammunition training, it doesn't matter whether they shoot the third ring or the fifth ring.

As long as you can hit the target, it's not bad!

Zhao Yangneng scored seven rings in the first shot. This is enough to prove that Zhao Yang did shoot before the military training as he said.

Zhao Yang looked up at his ring number and nodded, feeling pretty good.

Subconsciously turned his head, only to find that Cheng Nuo was still aiming.

"It's vulnerable!" Zhao Yang smiled lightly and shook his head. It seemed that he had already won the battle!

At this time, Cheng Nuo's side. In the eyes, groups of data flow.

The gun weighs 3.42 kg, the gun length is 955 mm, the caliber is 7.62 mm, the effective range is 400 meters, the bullet weighs 9.65 grams, and the initial velocity of the bullet is 750m/s...

The acceleration of gravity is 9.8574 m/second squared, the wind speed is 3.25 m/s, and the wind direction is 24.58 degrees north by east...

200.58 meters away from the bullseye, the height of the bullseye is 1.82 meters...

The data collected by the eyes is quickly calculated in the mind to obtain the best shooting plan.

The shooting distance is 198.36 meters, the shooting direction is 2.35 degrees from north to west, and the shooting height is 1.82 meters. The estimated flight time of the bullet is 0.34 seconds!

After the data is adjusted, start shooting!

The corner of Cheng Nuo's mouth curved slightly imperceptibly, and he pressed the trigger suddenly.

Boom!

The gunshot hits the target!

The onlookers couldn't help but look up. I want to know Cheng Nuo's ring number.

Then... Qiqi exclaimed!

ten rings!

Hit the bullseye!

Judging from the bullet holes on the target,

Cheng Nuo's shot hit the ten rings in the center of the target, the center! A perfect shot!

You know, even in the competition between the two instructors just now, with ten bullets, both of them only hit the bull's-eye with one bullet.

But Cheng Nuo, the first shot hit the tenth ring!

Zhao Yang, who was just about to press the second shot, couldn't help but stop after hearing everyone's exclamation. Zhao Yang looked up and saw Cheng Nuo's ring number.

Mind, could not help but slightly shocked.

ten rings! Zhao Yang looked sideways, his eyes full of disbelief.

That guy Cheng Nuo was shooting a gun for the first time, Zhao Yang was sure of that. Because, in his opinion, Cheng Nuo's action of holding the gun just now had many flaws.

But it was such a guy who fired live ammunition for the first time, but the first shot...hit ten rings.

Zhao Yang wasn't sure if it was Cheng Nuo's pure luck, or this guy really had a talent against heaven.

Just when Zhao Yang was frowning and thinking, a gunshot sounded from the next door again.

Zhao Yang turned his head subconsciously, and what he saw was Cheng Nuo's slightly trembling hands from the recoil of the Bayi rifle.

Wow -!

Another exclamation from Qiqi!

Zhao Yang raised his head quickly, his pupils shrank suddenly!

Ten rings, ten rings again!

how is this possible? !

In Zhao Yang's heart, there was already a turbulent storm!

On Cheng Nuo's side, after "practicing" with two shots, his movements became more proficient.

Bang bang bang—!

This time, Cheng Nuo fired three shots in a row!

"Crazy!" Seeing Cheng Nuo's actions, Zhao Yang couldn't help shouting in his heart!

Shooting three shots in a row, and wanting to hit all the bullseye, the difficulty is not as simple as 1+1+1.

You know, after every shot, the gun body will produce huge recoil. The recoil force will inevitably affect the direction of the muzzle to change.

Although this change is very subtle, it is very likely that the trajectory of the bullet will be shifted and it will not be able to hit the bullseye. Unless, at the moment when the bullets are fired, the gun is pressed!

Make the position of the muzzle quickly return to the original position.

Pressing the gun is synonymous with a master!

Especially the 15x mirror pressure gun, that is a god-level operation that can only be mastered by scientists!

Although Cheng Nuo was only doing the most basic gun pressing operation now, in Zhao Yang's eyes, he was already astonished!

In Zhao Yang's perception, Cheng Nuo's three shots would definitely not achieve a relatively high number of rings.

But what happened?

ten rings! ten rings! ten rings!

Three shots, all hit the bullseye.

At present, Cheng Nuo has fired five shots, with a total of 50 rings. It was a terrifying number. I am afraid that only a well-trained sniper can achieve this result.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Five shots in a row!

Looking at Cheng Nuo's movements, Zhao Yang's eyelids kept twitching wildly.

Arrogant!

After firing five shots in a row, Cheng Nuo's whole movement was so arrogant!

ten rings! ten rings! ...

Without any accidents, it is still a series of ten rings.

Those big "ten" characters made Zhao Yang feel a toothache.

call--!

Cheng Nuo let out a breath, smiled slightly, and took off the gun.

He looked at Zhao Yang, who was stunned, and asked curiously, "Student Zhao Yang, why don't you fight anymore? My performance this time is not very good, let's see how you perform! Try to surpass me!"

After speaking, Cheng Nuo patted Zhao Yang on the shoulder.

Zhao Yang looked up at Cheng Nuo's total of 100 rings, "???"

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PS: The correct answer to the first question is "6"! The problem-solving steps can be consulted in the group.

The winner of the first phase, "Molongdi", has been awarded a bonus of 8.88 yuan!